When We Met | Vkook

Intertwined Hands

Hi guys, I hope you liked the first part of the story. Here is the second one. Please keep supporting the book and I hope you like this part as well.

After what seemed like 20 years, the bus dropped Jimin near the Midlevel Cafe bus stop. Taking a deep breath, Jimin set off towards the cafe, reaching 15 minutes prior to the time they had decided to meet. Glad to be early, Jimin found a seat near the window and occupied it. He checked his hair out in his front camera and asked for a menu.

Might as well order something till Yoongi gets here, he thought.

"Excuse me," Jimin called out. (AN - Geddit guys, geddit xD)

A handsome waiter with jet black hair, in a crisp white shirt and black pants with an apron stating the name of the cafe, stepped in front of him. "Yes sir, what can I get for you?" he asked.

"Hi, Taehyung is it?" Jimin asked, after reading his name tag.

"Yes sir," said Taehyung, a professional smile on his face.

"What coffee would you recommend for someone who has a sweet tooth?" Jimin asked, smiling back at Taehyung.

"We make a very good caramel macchiato sir, it's one of our sweeter coffees," Taehyung replied.

"Great then. Please get me a caramel macchiato. My friend will be here shortly, so I will order the rest then," Jimin said.

"Okay sir," said Taehyung, bowing slightly before leaving to bring Jimin his coffee.

Jimin looked out the window, seeing various people pass by on the street. One of his favorite hobbies was watching people, not in a creepy way. He liked to attempt to figure out what one person was saying to another and what kind of relationship they had. His eyes caught a father and son pair, near a video game store. The son was throwing a tantrum, possibly to buy a game CD. He was so focused on the interaction that he didn't notice a person slide into the chair opposite him. The person cleared their throat, which made Jimin look up.

"Yoongi....uhm I mean Yoongi Hyung. Hi, nice to meet you finally," Jimin stuttered, blushing profusely on seeing Yoongi in person. (Hyung is a term used to refer to someone older than you).

Yoongi stood tall before Jimin, his hair ink black as well. His lips were pulled up in a tiny smile, not giving much away. He pulled out the chair in front of him and settled down, before looking Jimin in the eye again, his smile slightly wider.

"Hi Jimin. Please don't be so formal. We are friends already," Yoongi said, a sweet smile spread across his face, which made a smile bloom on Jimin's face too. "Also Jimin, please don't call me Hyung. I'm not fond of these formalities."

"Of course, Yoongi," Jimin said, Yoongi's name sounding oddly sweet on his tongue.

"So did you order already or should we order now?" Yoongi asked.

"I ordered a coffee for myself actually, because I got here earlier. I hope you don't mind," Jimin uttered, finding it hard to maintain Yoongi's intense gaze.

"Of course not. Should we order the waffles now?" Yoongi asked.

"Oh yes of course. I had my eyes on the baked milk tea waffle," said Jimin.

Yoongi looked through the menu for a few minutes and said, "The banana waffle sounds good to me."

Right at that moment, Taehyung appeared with Jimin's coffee. "Here you go, sir. Oh...Yoongi Hyung, I didn't expect to see you here," Taehyung said, just a little bit stunned.